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Today, the attempt on Trump's life. Polite, politic for Biden to offer sympathies, especially after his own speech, it's what you do. The bad thing about this is we run the risk of Trump becoming a martyr to degeneracy. Trump becoming a martyr to any cause is unacceptable.
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I'm unsure how I feel. The sides - both of them - have become so radicalized that it seems this election is at best a precursor to Civil War. I would have guessed Biden would have had the attempted assassination. That Trump did surprised me. It's the MAGA folk who keep going on about guns and power and shit. I understand very well the threat to democracy Trump represents, and feel that as he has willfully incited violence (on the Capitol, for example - that resulted in deaths) that he should face some of the repercussions - which might include violence visited upon himself.
It might be time to turn off the news for a few days.
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I find it curious, everyone has done the thought experiment that if you could go back and time and kill Hitler, would you?
And maybe somebody has done it, only realizing the time is now. But that's not a media take.
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In other news, both Richard Simmons and Dr. Ruth died today. You would have hoped in each others arms, or - if not - at one of his private Aerobics classes. Sadly the news didn't offer up such fun. The take-away from it all is given a choice - Sex VS Fitness, choose Sex. You'll live longer. I'm getting neither.
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Tomorrow, innumerable creative projects to be begun. I've been stalling. Stalled. Time to get them all underway. And to start the car and run it and maybe go off and find some treasures, crystals, aquamarines, an emerald mine, anything, just enjoy the day...
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Saw this on Reddit. Know your meme. Calgary, always keeping it classy...
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Friday, a horrific crash on the highway south of Nakusp, passing, a jackknifed semi lost it's load, a camper entered it's lane, swerved to avoid, crushed by the load. 4 dead. Passed it on a trip up Revelstoke way. Half hour delay. Today, news that the campers were from Nelson, and it's probable I know - to recognize at least - a few of them, but there's no further details.
Otherwise, the roads filled with motorcyclists, lemmings that pull out to pass you on a solid yellow line, imbeciles, 2 killed already this year, both times their fault, there will be more I'm sure but it's always ironic this, "Careful of Motorcyclists", when they themselves clearly don't give a damn...
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It's begun. Highs today, 34, hot, plenty hot enough with an intolerable humidity. I've drawn all the blinds in the apartment, and today, finally, turned on the AC for a few hours. A deliciously cool 17 degrees, although I don't know if we ever got there, only that it was cool, it never stopped running.
The next few days, hot and hotter. The afternoon, hide in the half-light of the apartment with the AC on high, it makes it liveable, although the drawn-blinds, they remind me of visiting grandma in Moose Jaw when I was a kid, all the blinds drawn, 40 degrees outside, you were damned-if-you-do, damned-if-you-didn't....
Not happy memories, just memories.
The murder heat dome has just begun...
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Thursday, hot. Hot hot hot, the murderous "heat dome" is soon to arrive.
I need to feel the wind in my hair, get out of town, it's my day off.
And so, climb that hill and find my car. It's a little stale, dusty inside, but - damn, for better or for worse it's still there.
So I call the BCAA, ask for a boost. 90 minutes.
I daren't walk down to Baker and grab a soft drink, although very badly I need one, merely find some shade and wait for the boost.
They take the full 90 minutes and then some to arrive. Then, just like that, "boof" and it's running. A little rough, old gas, oil probably settled in the pan, but - hey, and I get the driver to drop my hood and I'm going to make a break for it...
Only there isn't enough room, and the transmission's slipping and I come to a halt half in the roadway and an inch from the truck in front of me's bumper...
There's no chance it'll slip into reverse without rolling forward and hitting the bumper of the truck.
So let's look at the truck.
I'm an inch away. Not 2 inches, not 4, literally a single inch.
The truck, brand new, lifted, brand new off-road tires, boilerplate splash guards for their oversized lifted tires, immaculate paint job, black, not a scratch on the thing. I doubt very much this thing has ever even jumped a curb, let alone been off-road. Somebodies' pride and joy. And so I go knocking at the neighbors, somebody has to move their truck, please, only nobody knows who's truck it is...
After an hour or so I give it up. The car, angled into the road, will have to remain that way.
Later that evening I go back, the truck is gone, probably they saw my bumper right up next to theirs and realized what a close call they'd had. Noteworthy, the car's been parked, been meaning to take it to the wreckers, hence no insurance.
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I head back a few hours later, the truck is gone, but my battery is still dead, nonetheless slip it into neutral, roll it forward, park, I'll need another boost, not today, but it's close enough now to the intersection that no one can park in front of me, and next-boost, that will be the one that takes me places...